It's late at night.

Outside the prison cell, there was a lot of noise, and Ling Feng hurried over.

"It's really a hell of a life, on a snowy day, the wooden building will actually go out of the water."

He stood in the corridor outside the door and instructed a few puppets: "You guys go and put out the fire, I will guard it here, so that people don't take advantage of the chaos to escape." ”

After the puppet left, Ling Feng walked back and forth in the empty corridor, wondering if the fire was weird, could it be that the kid of the Liu family deliberately made it bad?

He listened through the door for a while, and then opened the small door of the food delivery box.

I saw that it was pitch black inside, and there was no figure.

Ling Feng's heart froze: "I really let this surnamed Liu run away!" ”

He hurriedly retrieved the key, pushed open the iron door, and stepped into the dark cell with a candle in his hand.

The candlelight dispelled the darkness, and Ling Feng walked inside.

Here you can see the end at a glance, only a wooden couch, a few straw, a few torture tools, two or three dishes.

As he walked towards the wooden couch, the candlelight gradually illuminated the figure lying on the couch.

"So it's here." Ling Feng exhaled turbid air, and his hanging heart finally fell back into his stomach.

Also, I was tossed by the Lord yesterday for a night, and in this world, no one can experience the taste of life worse than death, and still be conscious.

When tonight is over, sooner or later the Lord will come back to clean her up.

Ling Feng turned around and walked out.

Almost between the lightning and flint, the black shadow that lurked on the beams of the room jumped down lightly, like a ghost, standing behind him.

Ling Feng only felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his eyes were dark, so he didn't know anything.

Liu Ruyan's right hand maintained the posture of attacking, and at the moment when Ling Feng fell to the ground, her left hand moved at the same time, scooping up the person and putting it on the collapse.

All actions were carried out in one go, and no movement was made from beginning to end.

And lying on the couch was just a dummy made of straw, Liu Ruyan picked up the dummy casually, and let the scene return to its original state.

Walking water house, just around the corner.

The protector of the dark temple, Ling Yun, was leading a group of subordinates to extinguish the fire outside the building at this moment, seeing that the fire was getting smaller, and a dark light suddenly crossed the night sky.

The dim light was very strange, and when you looked closely, it looked like a human figure.

Ling Yun was surprised, could it be that someone took advantage of the chaos to attack?

"It's Liu Ruyan!" There was a shout from behind him, "Everyone, chase after him, don't let him run!" ”

Ling Yun shook his senses, what he saw just now was not the shirt that Liu Ruyan was wearing.

Ling Yun didn't dare to be careless, and immediately ordered: "You all come with me." ”

With that, Xingse hurried to the depths of the bamboo forest.

Everyone launched a carpet search in the forest, swearing to dig three feet into the ground, and also find Liu Ruyan, otherwise they would come to see him.

Eventually, one of the Dark Temple's subordinates found him by the pool.

When Ling Yun arrived, he lifted his clothes and saw that there was a dummy made of straw wrapped in it, and a long rope of strange material was tied around its waist.

His brow jumped, and a picture flashed through his mind:

Liu Ruyan made a human form out of straw and tied it to the bent bamboo tip, and then she let go and let the bamboo tip jump into the air with the straw man, shooting a flying knife.

The people of the Cangying Sect happened to raise their heads, and under a round of golden full moon, the night sky crossed the shadows.

"Damn, you've been tricked!" He cursed and immediately rushed towards the prison.

The Firmament Sect, the Temple of Burning Hearts.

The attic window was half open, letting in the cool moonlight, Shen Yanchu sat cross-legged on the couch, his eyes closed, and his mood became more and more restless.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a shrill laughter: "Like you, I killed my biological father, and we are the same kind of people." ”

Shen Yanchu frowned, and the woman in his memory appeared in front of him, smiling, as if he was alive.

She sat in front of the window in a foreign costume, with a beautiful posture and gestures, showing her noble elegance.

The woman bowed her head slightly, and under the sunset, an elegant silhouette was outlined.

Holding an ink pen in his hand, he waved it on the tribute paper, and his handwriting was beautiful, but there was no lack of momentum.

"God rewards hard work." She read softly and turned her eyes to look over, "The six arts of a gentleman are the learning arts that we Han people must master. Wu'er must remember that you have half of the blood of the Han people in your body, no matter how hard and tired you are, don't give up easily. ”

The woman put down her pen and stood up, her expression gentle reminded of the last cloud in the sky, and she walked slowly, revealing a pair of peacock embroidered shoes under her skirt.

The embroidered shoe was suddenly kicked off, and the surrounding scene flew around, and the woman hung from a wooden beam, with a dazzling white silk around her neck.

It's still the room, the window.

The sun sets and the full moon rises in the east. The dripping is changing, the sun and the moon are changing.

It's just that the queen mother is no longer there......

Shen Yanchu was sweating profusely and opened his eyes.

My uncle's voice appeared in my mind: "Cang Ming Burning Heart Technique, cultivating a ruthless avenue, you are stuck in obsession, it is difficult to extricate yourself, and the realm cannot be broken." ”

"What if the obsession is too deep, how can I endure it." Shen Yanchu opened his mouth coldly, ignoring the gradually disordered internal breath, and forcibly operated his true qi......

The cool breeze is blowing, and the silk yarn is lightly blowing.

Outside the attic window, the full moon hangs in the night sky.

Shen Yanchu sat cross-legged, his body was full of true qi, running the mental formula, and he didn't pay attention to the black shadow falling behind him for a while.

Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in his neck, and a silver thread as thin as a hair was wrapped around his neck at some point, and it became tighter and tighter.

The luck was interrupted, he immediately opened his eyes, and instantly made a move, a wave of qi popped out between his fingers, and while the other party let go, he grabbed the silk thread of his throat and exerted force between his fingers.

Liu Ruyan, who was hiding in the shadows, also let go of her hand in time, a cold light flashed, and in the next moment, the silver thread had been wound back to her wrist.

Shen Yanchu turned around and put on the black and gold mask, and then turned his face and stared at the person who was sneaking in.

"It's you again." Shen Yanchu said.

Liu Ruyan nodded: "That's right, it's the master." ”

The moment the two of them met, Ye Xun secretly stayed away from the battlefield: "I said host, this is the interest you want to receive?" Don't make it so much that you can't even plant it here! ”

Liu Ruyan disagreed: "According to my inquiry, the demon has to retreat every full moon, and no one is allowed to go in and disturb him." In my previous life, I infiltrated once and found that his skills had greatly decreased, and he was not even as vigilant as before. ”

"But now, it's not been discovered." Ye Xun muttered quietly.

"What about discovering it, his internal breath is disordered, and it is already a sign of demonization." Liu Ruyan said patiently, "If you are forcibly interrupted during the practice, you will be retrograde in your qi and blood, or you will go mad until you die." In addition, the subordinates of the Cangying Sect have been led away by me with straw men, and no one has given him the Dharma protection, so it is unknown who killed the deer. ”

After saying that, her eyes condensed and glanced at Shen Yanchu.

Shen Yanchu clenched his fists, his bones turned white, but his face glanced at the person lightly: "Heavenly silk? ”

Liu Ruyan shook his head with a light smile, revealing the silver thread on his wrist, and shook it in front of him: "No, no, no, the heavenly silk is afraid of fire, master, I am a rare commodity, have you heard of the meteorite outside the sky?" This silver filament is forged from the fine iron in the meteorite, which is rare in the world and extremely precious. ”

Shen Yanchu looked at her coldly, raised his palm, and revealed the silver ring on his tail finger: "In this way, thank you for Lang Jun's gift first." ”